#she deserves some credit

[solisstars]

Haley is a strong woman I'm afraid I would have never been able to leave Aaron Hotchner

[noisyghost]

im doing my yearly redraw of all my OC ref sheets because i will never be satisfied. anyway. here's josie! she bites :)

[10yearsofdnp]

January 13, 2015: I forget sometimes that not all of Dan and Phil's friends are couples 😅 also I love that is this SUCH a Phil drink even 10 years later! 🍸🍽️

[dykemcqueen]

normal. normal. feeling normal about them

[windcarvedlyre]

Sonia really went through it in the second half of DR2, didn't she? First Tanaka, then she was so distressed about Nanami she was the case's Panic Talk, and then she immediately finds out that she ruined her entire country. The people she existed to serve and spent her entire life being served by. They trusted her with power over them and she abused it in the worst ways possible.

Even considering her training as a diplomat, points to her for not trembling in fetal position in a corner by the end of that. Girl's going to have issues after waking up, even relative to many of her classmates.

[sisaloofafump]

Dan Mora style study

I really struggle drawing Superman/Clark Kent so I thought I’d look at how my favourite artists draw him. This is Dan Mora’s Clark as he appears in Batman/Superman: World’s Finest (2022). I tried two different colouring versions though! The first is the iconic Tamra Bonvillain’s World’s Finest style, and the second is Alejandro Sánchez’s watercolouresque style that accompanies Dan Mora in Shazam! (2023).

Sneakily, the eyes were so horrifyingly difficult to draw accurately. It’s a style almost similar to ones I’m comfortable with but very difficult to get right. I love Tamra Bonvillain’s colour palette—definitely an aspect I’m interested in incorporating in my own art.

[ivysos2001]

It’s still wild to me that agents of shield started doing time travel plotlines and handled it by coming up with the necessary set of time travel rules and mechanics to stick to and then having the characters explain it to us (and each other) in very simple/easy to understand terms to make sure we were all on the same page and could follow the plotlines they were setting up

And then a few years later the mainstream mcu decided to start doing time travel stuff and it was such a complete mess that (not only did the majority of fans and casual watchers alike leave the movie theater confused about/unable to follow endgame’s concepts/rules of time travel) but also the people who made the movie couldn’t even seem to figure out how it worked. Like seriously who else remembers all those interviews in the weeks after endgame was released where all the writers/directors/execs/etc were all doing interviews and taking turns trying to explain wtf happened in endgame (particularly in regards to Steve returning to the past/being Peggy’s og husband all along/making a new non-og timeline to marry her/I could keep going) and all of their explanations were completely different and contrasting each other wildly (which is absolutely ridiculous and seems kinda unprofessional for the team behind one of the biggest movies/franchises ever like cmon guys get it together)

Anyway shoutout to agents of shield for always being generally amazing and specifically for handling time travel *way* better than the mcu

[ratective]

i actually love the idea of garnet vibing with all kinds of animals on any occasion while pearl isn’t really adept in connecting with them at all at first. like pearl doesn’t seem to vibe with most of earths creatures too much in general but garnet seems chill enough to just accept a bird nesting in her hair or just picks a frog or a cool looking bug on her way home and put it in her pocket to show steven later and moves on with her day. and animals love her because she’s so chill. she does whatever the fuck and i think she would do that as well

[thecrimsonjaguar]

Massive Spoilers Ahead

Ok I liked the last two episodes but I have my nitpick. Let's get this out of my head so i can go to sleep.

So I'm not surprised that betty and simon "broke up" but like I kinda am? I've wanted Simon to move on from betty, to be able to live in the present and cherish it for what it is, but I think it's the way they broke up honestly that feels a bit off

They couldn't be together anymore. betty merged with golb and simon couldn't follow, and the cycle of chasing each other eternally wasn't healthy. People say their relationship when they were together was unhealthy and while that isn't untrue, the chasing and obsessing over each other was way worse. Betty tore herself apart for simon, and simon was left with a hole in his heart for 1000 years that he could never fill.

And it's that obsession which feels a bit... i dunno, left out? It's definitely addressed in the show, beth pointing out that nova was obsessed with casper. But it's also pointed out that Nova and Casper did love each other.

And Simon and Betty DO love each other so their parting, as reasonable and as fulfilling as it is, feels anticlimactic in a way? I think they should have parted with tears in their eyes, both acknowledging that they've made mistakes and the past can't be changed but they love each other so, so much and they wouldn't trade their time with each other, as short as it was, for anything. Betty's "You were a wonderful experience" doesn't track with the betty in elements wanting to go back in time to prevent simon from finding the crown and stopping the mushroom war and the betty in the finale who SUMMONED CTHULHU AND THEN MERGED WITH IT TO SAVE SIMON SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE KEEPING SIMON SAFE WAS HER TRUEST, DEEPEST WISH

im being a bit dramatic. the series finale was good i think, and most of everything i wanted happened.

Betty clearly wanted what's best for Simon, and what would be best for him now is to move on. But I think admitting that to herself, to Simon, should have been more painful. That's my nitpick. Simon's tale is a thousand year old tragedy and I think letting go would have been the most painful thing Simon and Betty had ever done.

[innytoes]

May I please have some "Fuck therapy I'm becoming a knight" for Flynn &/ anyone? Cause like. She would.

When Reggie dragged them all to the renaissance faire when it was his turn to pick a date, Julie couldn't feel too bad. She got to wear a pretty dress, there were some fun shows and cool stalls, and well, the view wasn't too bad either. Between the boys in leather pants, Carrie and Flynn in some corseted dresses that definitely showed off their assets, there was plenty of eye candy to go around.

Luke had of course bought a lute at the first chance he got, and had figured it out well enough in like an hour that he'd accidentally earned ten bucks in tip money. Because of course Alex had been smart enough to put the ridiculous poofy hat Reggie made him wear at Luke's feet when it became clear they'd lost him to a new instrument for the time being. They passed him from time to time, but he seemed to be having the time of his life, writing a song on the spot about princesses and dragons for a group of very excited kids.

Carrie seemed to enjoy playing princess, and Julie also didn't really mind the way Reggie gallantly carried her over a puddle so she wouldn't get her dress wet. (Also, the piggyback he gave Willie when he demanded the same was pretty funny as well.)

There were also some more questionable sides the the Ren Faire that Julie had her doubts about. The giant turkey legs, for one. The fact that anyone thought it was a good idea to let Willie have a bow and arrow.

The axe throwing.

The fact that Flynn seemed to be scarily good at it gave her pause, but she did win a certificate. When Carrie asked her how she'd managed it (especially the fact that the guy working the stall had to put his foot on the target to pull the last axe out), she just shrugged and said: "Pictured Samantha."

Samantha, Flynn's super toxic ex who still came out of the woodwork every few months to find a new way to mess with her.

"That makes sense," Carrie said. "Next game, I'm picturing that reviewer that called Dirty Candi 'cheap and slutty'."

It did not make her hit the target (shooting tiny catapults trying to knock down a castle), but her little beanbag did nearly take out the eye of the lady running the stall.

Then there was the jousting. There were two wooden horses on rails you had to pedal to move towards each other and you got to try and knock off your opponent. Julie and Alex immediately opted out. "I like my head un-concussioned, thank you," she said, and Alex agreed.

Carrie versus Reggie ended in disaster, mostly because she lost her balance trying to ride sidesaddle and his lance hit the ground and catapulted him off the horse, but at least they both came up laughing.

Willie volunteered to next, and while Alex noped out, Flynn was more than willing to take a turn.

The lance broke beautifully on Willie's shield, and he landed on his back so hard 'for a moment there I questioned my sexuality because that was really hot, Flynn'. Flynn of course beamed with pride.

"Fuck therapy," she declared, after they made sure Willie was fine (and still very gay). "I'm becoming a knight."

"Heck yeah!" Willie cheered. "Let's go buy you a sword!"

As they ran off together, Alex took a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh. "I blame you for this," he told Reggie, who seemed unperturbed. In fact, he looked rather excited of the idea of a pretty girl with a sword.

"Come on," she said, pulling Alex along. "Before they buy a crossbow as well."

[agalychnisspranneusroseus]

No you don't understand, Anne and Marcy third-wheeling Sasha during the dinner episode (and Sasha third-wheeling herself during battle of the bands) is so important to me. Anne and Marcy have come so far having left Sasha behind. They're happy and confident and strong and closer than ever, all because they were finally free. Because Sasha wasn't there to stunt their growth. Despite how much they love Sasha and how much they don't want to admit the distance helped them, it's true: Anne and Marcy were both victims of a toxic friend and they're learning to move on together. Ik it sounds like I hate Sasha because whenever I write about her I make her out to be a massive piece of shit but that's because... she kinda was! And I love her for that! I love these three, I love their story and their drama and toxicity (I was soooo happy when it was revealed Marcy wasn't as great as she initially seemed like - yes! The CONFLICT is CONFLICTING). Like yes marcanne is my obsession, I have marcanne brain worms, but I think one of the reasons marcanne works so well is because of Sasha. Their past, present and future with her have such a huge impact in Anne and Marcy's relationship with each other and with themselves. You can't separate these three and I love it, how easy it is to ship two of them without making it weird by leaving the third one behind (ironically, Sasha the Character is included by leaving Sasha the Person behind).

Marcanne to me is about two childhood friends living in a toxic situation healing together after leaving, only able to fall in love now that they are free and more comfortable with themselves and each other. They couldn't fully connect with each other before - not really. Anne didn't see the importance of listening to what Marcy had to say nor did she take it too seriously, and Marcy was simply not in contact with real people in the real world at all. None of this was Sasha's fault entirely, but she did third-wheel Marcy and she was possesive with Anne and was just a generally terrible influence on her, while reminding Marcy that, well, she didn't really matter all that much to anyone. Removing Sasha from the equation is not enough but it's a necessary step towards knowing each other better and the fact that they so easily became closer than ever just shows their eagerness to be together for real this time. Marcy's increased confidence and Anne's newfound empathy and admiration for her friend wouldn't have been possible with Sasha's domineering influence present. If they were to fall in love, it'd be because Sasha wasn't there to stop it.

I imagine that, once she finds out, she'd be furious, but mostly just devastated. Her friends only found love once she was gone. As if they think they'll be better off without her.

[long-suffering-little-spoon]

Not sure how hot a take this is but Twelve had the best regeneration sequence (at least in NuWho) by a landslide like good fucking god

[immobiliter]

@avaere sent a meme: [ jacket ] and since i can't make up my mind you get another for furina from itto >:) → [ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver’s shoulders

       Furina was growing ever more accustomed to the long walks that Itto would insist on taking her on ( though for all the complaining she would do whenever her feet began to tire, she suspected that she had seen more of Fontaine in recent months than she ever had in her centuries of deityhood ), and the light, airy clothing that was necessary to keep herself cool as they trailed the countryside for hours still looking for that ever elusive perfect beetle. Today's choice had been one of her favoured puffy, white blouses and a long pair of trousers, surprisingly accentuated with very little of her usual ornate and detailed flourishes.

       More simple than she would wear at the Palais Mermonia or the Opera Epiclese... but still lacking a vital component when pitted against her nation's open countryside and jagged cliffs.

       The likelihood of a sudden downpour.

       There was a reason umbrellas were something of a fashion statement here in Fontaine. In another life, Furina might have gotten angry at the thought of her hair losing its characteristic bounce, her clothes becoming heavy and sodden with water. But all she wanted to do today was laugh at the absurdity of getting caught in a shower all the way out here.

       It seemed Itto had maybe been anticipating the former reaction... or was simply defaulting to this gentlemanly disposition completely at odds with the loud, chaotic oni she knew. Mere moments had passed since it had started raining and Furina turned to find him taking off his jacket and holding it over her like a makeshift umbrella, keeping her dry at the expense of himself.

       “ — Itto, this is Fontaine, I'm used to it raining. ” Yet her admonition was tinged with laughter as she beckoned them both towards one of the tall structures that held up the Court's Aquabus line. Once they'd reached cover and any further danger of being drenched had passed, she fully expected him to put the jacket back on, but he did not. Instead, he carefully draped the jacket around her shoulders — against the chill that would result from her now wet blouse, perhaps. Neither of them wanted a repeat of the very first time she'd caught a cold, after all.

       Meeting his gaze with a small, warm smile, she pulled his jacket a little tighter around her. The inside lining was still warm from his body heat and, she thought, enveloped her with an earthy scent that smelled oddly familiar. Breathing it in, she recalled what it reminded her of: that night she had accidentally fallen asleep in his arms on her couch to the sound of him talking wistfully, sadly about the oni.

       She watched him now, standing a few paces away, hands on his hips, back to her as he surveyed the torrential rain they were now sheltered from, and recalled the way he'd offered her the same jacket while at the beach, this time to sit on as he'd scoured the sand around her for what he'd described as the perfect shell.

       The perfect shell that had then taken pride of place on her coffee table.

       Furina thought of the beach, the evening picnic he had taken great pains to arrange, the way his enthusiasm never seemed to dim no matter the mood he might have found her in... and idly wondered what she ought to make of it all. A day at the beach, a picnic... fiction would dictate to her what romantic notions they both were. Her time on the stage would dictate to her that they were places for lovers, whether tragic or in the fledging stages of curiosity and passion.

       As fraudulent as the rest of her long, lonely divine existence, she could not claim to have authentically experienced those feelings for herself — but she did know, through centuries of carefully constructing her own image, what it was to be looked at. With awe and astonishment, and with curiosity that sometimes spilled over into desire. That, despite all the attention Lady Furina had courted over the years, all of the drama and chaos she had willingly caused, she deliberately remained so inaccessible, unattainable had spurred many on in their bold, discomforting attempts to have her treat them as exceptions.

       Itto did not look at her like that, and she was immensely grateful to him for it. There was warmth, and friendship, and a deference that sometimes reminded her of her dear Iudex ( though this was, he was so, so different to that ), but that was all. Nothing overstepped, nothing uncomfortable... and nothing intended to stir those feelings she had feigned in front of a spotlight on countless occasions.

       She did not know what that meant. Not for him, or for them. Maybe she never would.

       Finally, she closed the space between them, jacket still pulled tight around her. She might have to take to stealing it from him next time. “ You know how to dispel the weather, don't you? ” Amusement lit up her mismatched gaze. “ You must stride out into the rain and declare to the sky: Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, don't cry. It's an old Fontainian nursery rhyme. They say that a dragon of Hydro once resided in Fontaine, and perhaps still does. Whenever they are moved to emotion, rain falls from the sky. ”

       She certainly hoped that this downpour had not resulted from the emotions of the dragon sovereign likely idling away in his office or at some trial at the Opera, but the story that had taken on a life of its own in the minds of her once-subjects had always been, to her, a source of both irony and curiosity.

[nonbinary-eddie-munson]

Finals week was killing Robin. She loved college, loved that the things that made her a weirdo in highscool actually were seen as cool in college. But finals week was going to kill her. She had been pulling late nights in the library every day this week, she was exhausted and just wanted to go home after a long night of studying, only Steve platonic love of her life was late to pick her up and also not picking up his damn phone.

It was well past closing at the library so she couldnt even sit inside until he finally got here meaning she was stuck sitting on the curb and hoping she didnt get kidnapped. Robin was debating just spending the $15 she didnt have on a uber home when a presence made itself known behind her.

Robin jumped to her feet at the sound of someone clearing their throat.

"Fuck! Please dont steal me and sell my organs on the black market, my family has a history of kidney disease so stealing them really really isnt worth it" Robin blurted as she whirrled around almost losing her balance with the quick movement, her hands coming up in front of her in a defensive position only to come face to face with the cutest girl she had ever seen.

"Im sorry i didn't mean to scare you" said the girl as she brought a hand up to stifle her giggles at Robins antics "i was just wondering if you were okay? Its pretty late and i didnt want to leave you out here without checking"

Robin pressed a hand to her chest taking in deep breaths to try and calm her racing heart. "Yeah im okay, my roomate is late picking me up but i think i might just uber home, dont wanna keep sitting out here until someone decides to come steal me and my organs" Robin replied with an awkward laugh "unless of course the uber driver moonlights as an organ stealer then i guess im out a genetically sub-par kidney".

The girl laughed for real this time not bothering to stifle it behind her hand as she smiled at Robin brightly.

"Your name is Robin right? I'm Chrissy, i work in the library part time I've seen you working late every night this week" the girl- Chrissy- said "i could give you a ride home if you want?"

"Oh no i couldnt ask you to do that" Robin replied waving her hands around for emphasis

"Please? I'd feel awful leaving you out here this late, I promise not to steal and sell your kidneys, especially since i know now that i wont make enough off them to cover tuition" Chrissy joked, smiling at Robin brightly.

'I'd give you both my kidneys and my heart if you just keep smiling at me like that' Robin thought, her brain going all fuzzy under the force that was a beautiful girl like Chrissy smiling at her like that.

"If you let me drive you home you can keep your kidneys but maybe we could talk about you giving me your heart over coffee once finals are over?" Chrissy said her smile somehow getting brighter

"Oh god i said that out loud didnt i?" Robin said burying her face in her hands, mortified.

"That you did, now come on im parked over this way" Chrissy said extending a hand out to Robin "we wouldnt want someone to steal your heart and kidneys before we can get that coffee"

"No" Robin replied, removing her hands from her face and reaching out to take Chrissys warm hand in her own "we definitely wouldn't want that"

[noodles-07]

a third doctor who poll because I thought of another fun fight idea. which COMPANION would most effective beat up THEIR DOCTOR. same fight rule apply: no holds barred, psychological warfare encouraged, etc just a full out beat down. if they’ve been the companion to multiple Doctors just pick whichever one your heart tells you to. not including River or Jack because I got bullied (/j) for calling River a companion last time and Jack Literally Can’t Die so he doesn’t count

[akaipepo]

im glad im on hiatus rn so i dont gotta involve myself in the recent drama happening here